A dear friend was in town and wanted to offer me an evening out at l’Opera de Paris since I have spent the last two months being a new mom. I certainly was thrilled to get to dress up and go out into the center of Paris. I haven’t left the neighborhood much since the last month of my pregnancy. I was nervous however about leaving Bébé Chéri for so many hours (the opera was over three hours long, plus travel time to and from) but I got over my fears, prepared Chéri what he needed in case he had to feed our little one, and hoped in my favorite form of transportation : Uber Paris and headed to Bastille. Read more →
My little chicken : it almost sounds like one of those funny terms of endearment that the French use. they often say « My little duck » or « my little bunny » or « my little cabbage » or « my little flea » to children. Women often call each other « my hen »… so this almost strikes me as the male version. But no, it’s not a term of endearment, it is a brand new rotisserie spot in the middle of the Batignolles quarter. It is their third address in France, and the first one in Paris. And it is a hit, especially on Sundays for that midday meal. Their first Sundy open they actually ran out of chicken! It seems the Parisians want their roast chicken and to eat it too. Mon petit poulet…it’s even great for those on a student budget! So you really can have your chicken and eat it too!!!
We went from American classics to French fare with Mama Chérie in our restaurant choices while she was visiting us after Bébé Chéri was born. This little bistrot on a darling little pedestrian path next tot he church in the Batignolles quarter has been beckoning to me ever since we moved to this neighborhood. But Chéri and I went and read reviews of it online, and they weren’t great so, in our culinary snobbery, we had made a decision not to frequent that establishment. But Mama Chérie really wanted to eat there because it does looks so absolutely charming. So we caved and made reservations. In spite of our misgivings brought on by those reviews, I am happy to report that we were pleasantly surprised! Read more →
If you live in Paris, you most likely hate going to the post office. (Of course it is probably just as annoying to go to the post office in most cities). But I never dreaded the post office until I moved here. Lines move slower than the clock on your last day of cork before vacation. Rarely are the postal workers amiable. I once found myself in tears after a visit to the post office (of course I was five months pregnant and an emotional volcano waiting to happen), but still! The woman was beyond rude. There is one postal worker who is kind and cheerful at the post office on rue de Saussure in the 17th. It softens the tediousness of the task to get in front of his counter. But, when in need of stamps, imagine not having to go the the post office at all, but having the post office mail them to you!?! And isn’t it a funny concept that the post office is mailing to you, your ability to mail to others, or am I just sleep deprived and crazy for finding that delightful??? Read more →
Brooklyn Cafe, a new spot that opened up this past year in the Batignolles quarter, is every bit of that industrial-chic-Brooklyn-charm you could ask for from a café with such a name. And the burgers are amazing to boot! Plus, they have discovered that there is a clientele for gluten free burger buns, and so they offer that option on the menu. Smart people. Read more →
One month, one month has passed… the most mind blowing month of my life. I am forever changed. I am now a mama.
I have only blogged once about my pregnancy, not wanting to turn my Paris blog into a blog about weird food cravings and nausea episodes (not that I really had either of those), nor do I want to transform this into a blog about everything baby (there are plenty of those already out there and they do it quite well). But I do want to share with all of you readers my absolute joy in this incredibly transforming time in my life.
A new spot popped up in our neighborhood, and we watched and waited anxiously as it was constructed. There was a giant sign saying « Brasserie, coming soon ». I was scared it would be one of those chain brasserie restaurants like Hippopotamus. (I’ll have to tell you about my one and only Hippopotamus experience some day). Thankfully, it turned out to be a chic Parisian restaurant with an amaaaaaazing terrace to boot! The trio that owns ad runs Café Dad is a team of two brothers and a friend of theirs. They are experienced Parisian restaurant owners who have previously owned an establishment over in the center of town (the 6th), Le Nesle. But they scoped out this new spot well before the building was even built! They knew it was going to be an incredible space for a popular Parisian café terrace. And believe me people, this terrace is full on every sunny day (of which we have had a lot so far this Spring). Read more →
I didn’t get to attend Paris fashion week this season (too pregnant!), but I did scour the runway show visuals for you, to pick what I think will be the top items you’ll see on people this Spring and Summer 2015. Here are my top 9… (in no particular order).
- Floral prints are making a big comeback from the 90’s. Hopefully people will wear them a little differently than we did back then!
- Wide obi belts; thank goodness the feminine waistline was not forgotten on the SS15 runway shows.
- Sheers, lace, and lattice cuts will be everywhere, on anything from chic sports wear to pretty cardigans… If it’s see-through, it’s in.
I splurged on Chéri for his birthday and brought him for brunch at Restaurant NoGlu, one of the first truly gluten free restaurants in Paris. Set in the Passage des Panoramas, this restaurant has a charming industrial chic décor style which fits well withing the frame of the passage, and serves up gluten free food to trendy Parisian hipsters and celiacs alike.
The brunch menu offers a breakfast-brunch option and a more lunchtime meal option. We went for that as we had already had breakfast that morning and were really in the mood for a hot meal. But we were more than delighted to be served toast with jams to start. Now, this bread with which they make the toast could probably use a blog post all on its own. It’s so good. It’s THE BEST GLUTEN FREE BREAD I EVER HAD. Ever. No lie. Chéri and I were really impressed with the light spongy texture and how it wasn’t crumbling and falling apart when trying to spread butter and jam on it, like most gluten free breads that you can get here in the natural foods stores. They served up two kinds, plain, and raisin bread. Sooooo good! Read more →